The words unsaid..

Weep not o my child though my body has departed , your heart now is where I reside. May my memories remain fresh as the morning hue on a garden of roses. Every gust of wind from the valley down below that brushes your brow. May it remind you of the days I held you in my arms. For it was not you but my whole universe I had in my grasp. The stories I told you, the books we read, the games we played the time we spent o my child I would never trade it for any wealth or power in this world. I die a man content and thankful for the life I have lived for the family that loves me for the wisdom that I was able to share for knowing love in so many forms. For what life has taught me in different stages as a grand child , a son ,a husband , a father and a grand father. It breaks my heart to bid goodbye but my spirit is proud to live on in you. In the stories the poems the books and the things we shared. So weep not o my child though my body has departed , your heart now is where I reside.

Dream.

Awake, the night and me.
Lying beside me,misery.
Cold and shallow in a warm summer night.
Taking turns to share the light.
I fear what I have become.
And dread the days that are to come.
Mend my ways I should.
If only I knew what to do, I could.
Lost and found in the space unbound.
I float in a limbo while the world goes round.
Someone out there could help me find.
A soul out there loving and kind.
To me let her be,my one and only .
Coz I'm here in the crowd,cold and lonely.
Let an angel descend,from a far away palce.
And let me be hers in her embrace.
Waiting in hope, that the day will come.
When I'm in peace and never be numb.
Harder the days that clock on by.
I go through the day,coz she is under the same sky.

Hopeless Romantic

I can't breathe,I suffocate under the open sky.I'm alright but I'm broken, I donno why.
I should have known , should have never let my feelings grow.
I knew I had no control,in my sleep I twist and roll.
I dreamt and hoped a lil too much,when I knew the truth was far from such.
In the one to blame,yet again was the looser in my own game. Darker days dawn on me,I was never able to foresee.
She warned me not to fall,now I can't walk nor crawl.
Should It end here or should I hold on.
It's so quiet I can hear the clock tick.
Why am I such a hopeless romantic...

Growing up.

Days of innocence  days of joy.
Oh I remember when I was a boy.

Run and play with my friends I would.  Relive those years I wish I really could.
Now I do as my father once had done.I'm blessed that I am his proud son.
He went from a young boy to a young man.
Worked hard , and ahead of life he ran.
I too now earn my bread and work to  live. I appretiate what all he had to give.
To see him in me he gave it all . He knew one day on my feet id stand tall.
Now I know what its like.
To work hard and to fight.
I'm now a person that I choose to be.
He made me what I am so I could see.
The hardships in life the oceans he swam.to get us across to now who I am.
I am a young boy a young man in the making.
To let go of his shelter my hands are shaking.
to love and share all that he'd earn.
I wish I could give him all that return.
To commit and to care as blindly as he.
One day in his place I Know  I shall be.
But id still wish one day I could be free.
Run and play under the afternoon tree.
But grow up we do .
In life that has to be.
I now have to stand up and set him free.
Here is the man your boy set out to be.
I'm not yet the person ud wished me to be.
But I will make u proud some day you'll  see.
Till then I will remember the days of glee. Ud watch over me as id run around a tree.

The days of innocence the days of joy.
Oh I remember when I was a boy.

Time

Time.
Tick tock goes the clock,the pendulum never fails t rock.A second goes by ,never asks the reason why.Why can't I come back,come back to get my life on track.Fulfill what otherwise my life would lack.To stand and watch the world go by,just like the stars in the night sky.To pause and see what I want to see,to may be wait here as long as can be.But I see the greed that man has for me if I could just stop what use would I be.Exploited and trapped in his hands I may be, for his hunger for power id be the key.So no I don't want, to stop and return,for if I choose to,this world will burn.I hereby would stick with what I was to be,and may never return like a wave in the sea.

Blanket of black light

Blanket o black light.
I find myself,calm and collected, my imagination takes flight.under this open sky ,under this starry night.
Thoughts flow in and out so fast,peace I find,am I a refugee o my past. Careless and free my soul wants t be.want to live out loud.get lost in a cloud. Wandering about ,wayward unto the horizon Walk free without doubt,soooo much pain I want t shout. I am but me,the bigger picture I couldn't see. I am not alone in this dark night Under the blanket o black light.

Banyan Tree

I keep dreaming of a day when my head and my heart are in conflict no more.
Where I could say what I feel and know everything is gonna be ok 4 sure.
Oh what I would give t live that moment ,where I no longer am bound by the shackles o this society.
Master o my heart and Architect o my destiny.
But truth reveals a bleak and dismal future.
With prosperity in the horizon but freedom no more.
How I wish I could be free.
To live in this world  like a Banyan Tree